and there’s no stopping it now,
so get on board or stand back!
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Dec24
Author Archives: beth
Dec23
why?
now you might reasonably say to me: “why put yourself through all this? why go up to the loft when you know the decorations won’t be there? why untangle the lights when you know they haven’t a chance of working?” and my answer to you is that this is part of the ritual. christmas wouldn’t be christmas without it.’ bill bryson – ‘notes from a big country’
Dec22
ego is to the true self what a flashlight is to a spotlight. – john bradshaw
when i got this box
and quickly
glanced at it
something
told my imagination
that the amazon guy
who never saw
or met me
or had any idea
or cared in the least
who i am
was
paying me
a bizarre compliment
then i realized
it
was just
a bit
of
dyslexic trickery
and
ego speak.
Dec21
easy like a sunday morning.
after a night spent
with mayhem
and mischief
and fun
in
peaches’ cottage
while mom and dad have a date
and
ending up
on
the longest night ever
tucked into the loft
nestled with
nacho the cat
and
babies j and b
then
we wake up to another day
the shortest day
and
find our zen.
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Dec21
happy winter solstice.
“And so the Shortest Day came and the year died
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen;
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive.
And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, revelling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us – listen!
All the long echoes, sing the same delight,
This Shortest Day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And now so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.”
― Susan Cooper ( children’s author and first woman to edit oxford university’s paper)
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Dec19
only 1 hour and 40 minutes until our winter holiday break begins.
and i
am feeling
quite celebratory
though apparently
not everyone
will have a holiday
beginning
in the same time frame
and some
may be feeling
a bit
differently.
Dec18
and so it grows.
Dec17
nice to finally have a name for my dancing style.
i believe i am qualified to teach a master class in this.
who’s in?
Dec16
anyone who isn’t confused really doesn’t understand the situation. – edward r. murrow
m: ‘i’m finished with class and just working, so let me know when you’re ready to go.’
me: ‘come now!!!! )))’
m: ‘coming out now.’
(i shut down my computer, pack up, walk upstairs, chit chat with colleagues, look out the door for m – my loyal carpool partner. who works in our high school, while i work in our kindergarten. we coordinate schedules each day. our buildings are one minute away from each other. we share a campus. we share rides to and from school. we share a friendship and a level of understanding each other, developed over hours spent together in a car, as willing captive audience members. i mill around. chit chat some more. visit two classrooms. look out window. more time passes. i check my phone to see if she got waylaid along the way.)
i look down and see this:
m: ‘you drove. right?’
oh.
yes, yes i did.
i head to my car,
(without further milling or chatting or texting),
it’s waiting in my parking lot,
right where i left it this morning,
to pick up m.
we make eye contact.
m gets in the car.
we realize that each of us was waiting to be picked up by the other.
it could have been a very long wait.
one drove.
one did not.
we leave. we wind down from the day. we laugh.
one of us got confused today.
we don’t name names.
Dec15
“christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful. ” ― norman vincent peale
that moment when baby j feels the magic.
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christmas isn’t a season. it’s a feeling.
– edna ferber
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